I sat shotgun in Kevin's car and just stared out the window in pure boredom. I began messing with the window controls.

"Tennyson." Kevin tried to sound so polite while driving. "Tennyson." I didn't answer but I couldn't help but bite my lip to stop from giggling. "Tennyson, I know for sure you are not deaf, so stop that RIGHT NOW, before I run your side of the car into something."

I stopped and looked at him. "But wouldn't that mess up your car too?"

He smirked and looked at me once we reached a stoplight, "That would be the few times I'd say 'it'd be worth it'."

I shuddered and sank in my seat. Why did Gwen have to decide to visit her aunt from her mother's side, today? I mean, we just got a call to go cross-state. And Kevin's boring because he doesn't like me. The only reason he puts up with me is because he's got the hots for Gwen. I crossed my arms and leaned against the side of the car, too bad the road was bumpy and I hit my head against it repeatedly. I groaned and held my head before leaning back.

"Not too great an idea Benji, we're five minutes away from the factory we're supposed to be at."

I groaned loudly in frustration, "I hate you right now."

"Hey, if you had the idea of sleeping at the beginning of the trip, you'd be fine." he put his arm over his car seat and looked behind us as he pulled into a garage. "Besides, we have to walk a few minutes, I'm not letting humongosaur get a hold of my car again." he glared at me briefly then unbuckled.

I crossed my eyes and stuck out my tongue while moving my mouth to mock him. All while unbuckling and hopping out behind him.

We walked towards the abandoned factory across the street. " So what kinda tech are we getting today?" I said in a bored yet mocking tone.

"It's not tech, well, it sort of is. It's a serum that consists of nano machines and bacteria. We're supposed to check it out and see what it does."

I rolled my eyes as we walked in.

"YOU JUST HAD TO TRY AND BARTER WITH WHAT LITTLE YOU HAD, HUH! BESIDES WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH TRADING ME?" i shouted as we climbed into the car as quickly as possible.

"I said I'm sorry already! I knew you could get out of it anyway!" he threw the case of the serum onto my lap. "Hold this." he closed his door and slammed on the gas. I was pressed against the seat and was close to passing out just from the shock that he ran over one of the 'clients'. It just happened to be one that was liquid based.

Once we were finally out of town, I was holding my chest and panting. I had a death grip on the case and was shaking.

Kevin looked at me and laughed, "Hey, is little Benji scared?" he poked my leg and I twitched.

I glared at him, "Fuck you, you son of a bitch."

"I'll stop by Mr. Smoothie's."

My eyes instantly lit up and I smiled, "You're forgiven!"

He sighed but with a smile, "Man, you're one crazy kid." he looked at the case, "So what do you think that'll do?"

I looked at the case, "I don't know, maybe it'll give you super strength, or improved senses."

"Maybe it's a form of poison that rots you from the inside out." he chuckled. "Well, open it up and see if the label's in English."

I glared at him, "Maybe the guy could have told us what it was, if you hadn't decided to trade me so you wouldn't have to lose your car."

He shrugged, "Hey, you got away didn't you?" I scoffed and opened the case only to be sprayed with some sort of chemicals. "OH SHIT" Kev got a whiff of it and when we were both thrown into coughing fits he swerved off road while also applying the brakes.

I was still trying to get the stuff out of my lungs when Kevin snatched the case from me and began looking it over. "Fuck, well, looks like we're going to get a firsthand experience on 'what the fuck this is'." He clambered out of the car and walked off. I got out just to see him absorb the metal of the case and smash it to bits. He walked over and pushed me back in the car. "We're going to have to have a blood scan to see what'll happen to us." he said as he began buckling up his own seat belt.

"And you wonder why mom calls you ruffian." I said while pointing to the metal-case-turned-metal-pancake.

He scoffed and drove back towards home.